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#1 alleyyooper OFFLINE  

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Posted April 30, 2015 - 07:42 AM

My dad called the family together in March 2003 when he was 88 years old. He told us that he was not going to be fishing or hunting any longer and was dividing up all his things guns, rods and reels, lures and other equipment. He decided to just be the keeper of the camp. I had bought dad a Ruger model 77 243 for his 70th birthday because the Winchester model 88 284 was taking a toll on his face every time he fired it. Dad gave it to me along with a Ithaca model 37 featherlite 20 ga.  I don’t think dad ever shot a buck with that rifle although he had harvested several does.

I decided to take dads deer rifle to deer camp in Nov .2003, I hunted 13 days of  the fire arm deer season without seeing a legal buck. Early on a frosty Morning I set out for my favorite deer blind on the bay. Got in there and settled down with a cup of coffee and enjoying the view out over the bay as the sun started rising out of it. Soon the frost was melting and dripping off the blind roof and surrounding tree branches.  I heard a road hunter slowly drive down the road glassing the cranberry bogs across the road from where I was. Just 60 yards down the road they would switch to glassing the beach on my side of the road even though road hunting in Michigan is not legal and the Property at that point on both sides of the road is private property owned by myself.  About 9:00 AM I see a deer walking at the old waterline edge where the mini sand dune is. I grab my big spotting scope I use in that blind and see that yes it is a buck a 6 point. He is close to 300 yard away but walking and browsing along the edge my way. Finally he arrives at the cedar tree I have ranged at 100 yards from the blind. I set the scope cross hairs just behind his right front shoulder when he stopped for a drink in the tiny stream that flows into the bay. I squeeze the trigger and see him drop right on the spot typical for the 243’s I have shot with my reloads.  I climb down out of the stand and walk out to him. He isn’t not a heavy racked 6 point just decent and with the rifle dad gave me.

I call my hunting partner on the two way radio and tell him if he isn’t seeing anything He can bring my truck down the beach to pick him up. I get him dressed out as my partner gets there with the truck.

I wrote the story and was told by friends I should send it in to Michigan Out of Doors Magazine, They published it in Nov 2004. I had not told dad I had wrote a story just that I got a buck with his rifle. I should have given him a copy of the story as he passed away in June 2004 before the story was published.




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Edited by alleyyooper, April 30, 2015 - 07:42 AM.

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Posted April 30, 2015 - 08:20 AM


I had not told dad I had wrote a story just that I got a buck with his rifle.




:D   Al

Dad knew the most important part.  It's a shame he didn't know about the story but I would bet that the fact that you got a deer with his old rifle was just music to his ears.  Thanks for sharing that great story.

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Posted April 30, 2015 - 09:10 AM

Sometimes we tend to think that someone wouldn't want to hear or see something something we did, and then at a later date we think better of it and realize that it's to late.

Great story and great memory. He is proud of you and proved that by giving you the gun and probably congratulating you after your harvest of the buck. 

Thank you for including us in you remembrance and sharing this with us, and we are so glad you did. Maybe by sharing with us your father will know of the story. Memories are forever, the only thing we don't do is make enough of them with our parents.

Glad to hear another great story from a Michigan hunter who was raised to appreciate our natural resources and the sanctity of family and honoring same.

So many great stories from hunting with my dad on those cold November days.


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